I Asked, He Replied Poem by Dhaval Rathod

I asked the Almighty, agitated,
You sent us down fully invigorated,
then,
Why emotions have been assassinated?
Why feelings have been cremated?
Why true lover's journey is ill-fated?
Why the virtues have become outdated?
Why is it that love itself is so hated?
Yet, why is it so much overrated?

He replied, composed and in calm mood,
Emotions have not been assassinated,
by you, they have been rendered crude;
Look well, feelings cannot be cremated,
they are immaterial, not body and wood;
Lover's journey can never be ill-fated,
consequences never make a true lover brood;
The virtues have not become outdated,
among many evils there is always some good;
It is not the true love that is hated,
it is your altered version that is misbrewed;
You are wrong that love is so overrated,
my son, it has simply been misunderstood.